Tara and I left Kanata, after doing a bunch of running around, around 4:30.
The main travel was as easy as it gets.
Stopped off in Belleville for dinner. Boston Pizza was nice, but the server was a total jackass. He chatted up the ‘hot’ table next to us, but pretty much ignored us.
Oh well, we’ll never be back.
Finally rolled into Oakville at around 11, and after missing the road a few times, we got to the hotel at 11:30.
Walked in and happened to run into my cousin, and we chatted for a couple minutes.
Moved our junk into the room and crashed!
Woke up for breakfast(it took a couple of tries) and luckily ran into my mother and a bunch of aunts and uncles.
This is good because we have no idea how to get to the church. Turns out we’re not the only ones who have no idea where to go.
I suspect we’ll get into this convoy and, well, get lost.
But it’s close, so it can’t be that bad right?